Week 29 Grave Danger By Shane C.

“Run for your lives unless you want to end up in your grave, ” Nicholls frantically shouted as his face became crimson. The French were quickly approaching.

I had taken in every word he had roared but couldn’t bring my wounded self to my feet to get away. I knew there were only moments left until the French would come running around the corner and find me.

I was lucky I hadn’t blinked when Turnbull ran past otherwise I would’ve missed him. “Turnbull help,” I managed.

“Alright mate but we ain’t got much to left now,” he replied as he grabbed me in his arms through the misty weather.

A sudden “Pow” – gunshots –  I fell to the ground and my heart stopped…..

The Ugly Monster week28 by Alan

I was just walking and I just saw him. I don’t knowwhy  I freaked out. I thought to tell my friend Jonn.y I also told my mom and dad. It looked like a half wooden dude eating a tree to have more body made from wood. I took photos of it. Suddenly it just decided to chase me and Jonny. We got chased for about 3 mins.Then we finally lost that weird ugly monster. And we looked around but there was no foot step or sign of him which was good. We found our way home and Jonny went to my house and I never want to see that thing.

The Lost Leg by Charlie

One day I was walking down the road with my alien friends. We were on Planet Earth. But suddenly I tripped on a stone and fell. My legs snapped off. I was horrified. My friends rushed me to the space ship and we left. We rushed to the hospital in Mars. Then I got the sad news. I would never get my leg back. Then we got some surprising news. Earth was being attacking by hostile aliens. This was my chance to be a hero. I got to Earth and got out the blaster and shot the enemy down. Even though I lost my leg I saved a planet.

Prisoners Of War by Shane C.

The Germans ran from the trench that had been bombed. There was actually nowhere to run to though. All that they could do was run through “No Man’s Land” and hope for the best from there on. Although they ran quickly,they were still not making enough progress to get away from the French gunshots raining down upon them.

Many soldiers fell to the ground suffering fatal gunshot wounds. Others ran into barbed wire that they couldn’t see because of the rapid forming thick smog.

Then suddenly a French tank appeared through the smog.

“Drop your weapons and wave the white flag,” whooped the captain. “We’re prisoners of war.”

Week 26: The Tiger’s Teeth By Shane C.

I stood narrowing my eyes, searching for the yellow tiger that had been hunting me down only a minute ago.  I was hiding behind a tiny bush making myself as thin as possible.

I moved further into the bush until”AAAh,” a thorn pricked my finger. All of a sudden I heard the pandamoneum of what sounded like a tiger approaching.

I didn’t move an inch. I held my breath and did everything to avoid making any noise.

The next form of civilisation I saw was that tiger’s shiny teeth and it was also the last thing I saw.

Week 22:The Seizure Of The Blue Planet. By Shane C.

It was Day Three of the so called “Flying Goldfish Apocalypse” in  Singapore. It had all begun when Harry Emerald’s spell to turn a goldfish brown had gone all wrong and created multiple, giant, ugly goldfish that were determined to soon seize the blue planet.

This wouldn’t happen though, not on my watch. I had climbed up one mammoth ladder to reach the top of the second highest building in the land, the Republic Plaza. I lay with my sniper rifle  at the ready as the “goldfish” flew through the air.

I slowly took aim. Suddenly a roar came from the top of the ladder. “Don’t shoot……”


Week:20 The Home Strait. By Shane C.

It was Grand National Day and I sat on my horse at the start. A huge crowd had gathered around the track at Aintree, to watch this race of 52 horses which was surely going to be pure carnage.

The flag dropped and we were off and the noise of hooves thundering against the grass began. 52 horses and jockeys jumped at the first fence but only 45 made it to the other side.


As we headed towards the home straight only 20 horses with jockeys remained and I was up at the front. We were moving very fast when suddenly one of the loose  horses crossed over in front of us. My beauty followed him as he led us towards the railings. The dream was over!

Week 15 The Saviour Man and Race Horse by Shane C

In the beginning, Waltishire had been a strong village with a strong community. However, this great vibe soon ended with the terrible outbreaks of wars. Starstruck after many bombing the people tried to rebuild the village but to no avail was it. Wiltshire was now destroyed and was just a place where a person without a shilling would go to the village hoping for something but not even knowing what they were hoping. The answer to this poverty was to be a man and his racehorse who had many triumphs. With their great amount of cash they rebuilt the village and today it stands untouched but still, no visitors come here.

Week 10:Fish in Troubled Waters. By Shane C.

We sat in the car aboard the ferry, all we could do now was hope for the best. The hounds walked around sniffing for something unaccustomed. I sat in the front seat trembling with fear, knowing what was under my seat. One million euro worth of illegal ammunition was lying under my feet.

Only 2 days ago I had asked the question,”But where would we hide it all?” I still didn’t think that this was the greatest idea.

Unanticipatedly the hounds began to loiter in our vicinity. I braced myself. Without warning came the pandemonium of hounds  barking. Now we were fish in troubled waters.

Week 9:Skiddy Fran Cisco. By Shane C.

People that visit Skiddy Fran Cisco have been visiting Pie Lane for an eternity and will be until hell freezes over. Today something peculiar was going on at Pie Lane. Today you couldn’t even see a small potato in the city but I was there and less than ten minutes ago my parents and I had began walking down this lane together.

If I had thought that I was going to get lost I would have believed that the cause would have been the flooding crowds blocking my vision. Unexpectedly I heard a voice call out, calling my name. Subsequently I had an epiphany: I had walked through a portal when entering this lane and now I was invisible and trapped, perhaps forever.